Making the Choice
I knew better than to tell the big doctor that my boss had fucked me in my office.
Dr. Dave and I had an agreement: no one else, we would be exclusive. Then my boss Dennis came in early to the office last Friday morning, and I didn’t resist.
Truth is, I wanted them both. Just like 10 years ago, when I was caught in the middle of two other older men: one a widowed firefighter, and the other a married steel worker. One thought that we were exclusive too. And when he found out, it didn’t go well. And I didn’t want that to happen again. That episode back then had driven me into the closet and forced me to keep my mouth shut. And here I am, still in the closet, keeping my mouth shut, trying to navigate a family and two alpha males.
I had spent as much time as I could last Saturday night with Dave, the very horny, and very married doctor. But I went back to reality and my own married home life, feeling rather guilty. Not just to my wife, but to Dave too, because I didn’t tell him that my boss had once again claimed his stake in me and was pressuring me to talk to him on Monday morning about what a future with him could be like. I had to make a decision.
The decision became obvious when I walked into work on Monday morning. I had just opened up my laptop when there was a knock on my door and my large boss stepped into my office, with someone I recognized.
“I believe you know Grant?” My boss Dennis Gibson’s smile was different this morning as he put his big paw on Grant’s shoulder. Grant, the jock from Max Semenov’s “club” whom I met in the dressing room when I had first met the “Doc” that night that Dave purchased me. Grant was now fully dressed in a form-fitting grey suit, looking like an athlete heading to the locker room for a big game, standing beside my large boss. Grant was just an inch or two taller than me, a bit bigger in the frame, but equally chiseled as I pictured him in a lot less the last time I saw him. He had given me advice at that club before I went out to be sold to the highest bidder, who happened to be Dr. David Fox.
Dennis’ hand squeezed Grant’s shoulder and glared at me, daring me to ask what he knew I was thinking. I was being replaced, if not here at work, then for sure in Dennis’ bed.
“Hey man!” Grant gave me a winning smile and sort of shrugged his shoulders like he couldn’t believe it either and held out his hand. “Dennis here said you could show me the ropes. I’m kind of pumped but nervous.”
I shook his hand, looking over at Dennis standing behind him with his hand still on Grant’s shoulder. I guess the conversation he wanted to have wasn’t happening after all. Like the big alpha male he was, he was calling the shots and not waiting for me to make any decisions.
“Nice to see you again. I take it you’re a new hire?” I glanced over his shoulder at Dennis who was still glaring at me.
“Yeah, I brought Grant in to fill an opening.” He slapped Grant’s shoulder and stepped around him, putting his hands into his tight pants pockets. “I remembered his skills and thought he’d fit right in here, so I reached out.”
Grant again looked at me with an incredulous smile. “He made an offer I couldn’t refuse.”
I wondered what that offer was, and what it entailed, but by the way Dennis was looking at me I had an idea.
“I asked Grant to get here nice and early so I could show him his office, and when that was done, you could help him out and show him around?” Dennis’ hand went to that shoulder again and pulled on Grant, who gave me a grin as he slowly backed up. “Grant will be in the office next door to yours.”
I frowned, thinking that office belonged to Sarah as Grant turned around and exited. Dennis paused at my door and gave me a quick, satisfied look and then disappeared down the hall behind Grant.
I could hear the office door beside mine opening, and the sound of their muffled voices. It wasn’t even 7am yet so I was surprised to see Dennis here again so early. Initially I thought he was here to talk with me, or perhaps more again, but the first sound of bumping against the wall connecting my office to Grant’s new one confirmed he wasn’t here to do anything with me.
I heard a grunt, and another bang, and I let out a deep sigh. I went closer to the wall, hearing now the sounds of Grant or Dennis doing something my imagination could only come up with. To make sure, I quietly left my office and went to the next door one to have a better look.
The door was closed, but the blind on the window had a sliver of an opening at the bottom. I crouched down and scanned the office, looking directly towards the wall in between our offices. And there they were, Grant pressed up against the wall, face forward, and Dennis’ muscled bare ass on display with his pants around the back of his knees, clenching those massive glutes as he fucked his new guy up against the wall between our offices.
I watched for a moment, my dick thickening quickly in my dress pants despite the anger I was feeling, seeing Grant’s smooth toned legs splayed open as wide as the pants around his ankles would let him. Dennis’ ass was a sight to see, his suit pants around the back of his massive legs, holding the smaller young jock in place. Grant’s hands were plastered on the wall as Dennis fucked him fast and hard, without mercy, slamming himself into Grant’s body. I was amazed that Grant could take a pounding like that. Grant’s head was down a bit, his cheek against the wall, Dennis’ hand on the back of his head holding his hair with one hand as his other held his own shirt tail up as his drove his hips against the jock against the wall between our offices. Dennis wanted me to hear it. He wanted me to know he no longer needed me. He had another slut at his disposal. One from the club. How fast he got him was an added nail in my coffin.
I went back to my office and was amazed at how clearly I could hear Grant panting against the wall. Thank God it didn’t last long, as it was early enough but others were likely to start coming in. I knew they were finished when I heard a deeper grunt and knew Dennis’ tell-tale sign of his orgasm. I sat quietly, waiting for one of them to come by. And as expected, it was Dennis who appeared first in my door.
“So how was your weekend?” He asked with a slight grin, and an obvious flush to his face.
“What the fuck is going on?” I shot back at his smug look.
He feigned innocence, giving me an open-mouthed shocked look and held up his hands. “What?”
I glared back at him. “C’mon! Grant?! What are you, marking your territory for me to hear so I know you’ve got a new toy to play with?”
Dennis couldn’t help but smile and shoved his hands in his pockets. I could tell his dick was still semi hard as outlined in his crotch, purposefully showing me. “Well, that could’ve been you this morning, but you’ve made your choice.”
“No, YOU made your choice.” I turned away from him and slumped down on my office chair. “You didn’t even give me the chance.”
“Alright then, you leaving your wife?” He glared at me.
I glared back but didn’t answer.
“See. I already figured. I gave you the chance when I called you. Stop kidding yourself and be who you are!”
“I am being who I am! I am being a father and a husband!” I shouted back, but Dennis came at me, spinning my chair around and grabbed me by the shoulders, lifting me straight up out of the chair.
“Be who YOU are! Not FOR others, but for YOURSELF!” He was inches from my face and my feet were almost off the ground. “Don’t you want to stop hiding?!” He was almost yelling at me, his face redder than before, and his eyes were searching into mine.
I kept my mouth closed afraid he was going to try something. Or afraid I was going to try something. He gave me a little shake as if that would elicit a response. Instead, he just sighed and loosened his grip on my arms and set me down firmly on my feet.
“I offered you a life.” He said quietly and let me go, stepping back.
I shook my head. “You offered me an ultimatum. I can’t leave my family.”
He looked just as hurt as he did last Friday when he left my office. I think this was his one last chance and I was blowing it again.
“Can’t we just keep doing what we’re doing? Can’t I have my wife and family and you?” I said softly.
Dennis looked up at me with that sadness in his eyes and slowly shook his head. “You did have us both. But I want more.” I watched his chest rise and fall with his deep intake of air and then sat his beefy ass on the edge of my desk. “I’m old Brian. I’ve been where you are. And I thought I found what I was looking for. I messed it up, and I’m sorry. But I have to be honest with you, I don’t want to share anymore. I don’t like being something on the side.”
I looked at the wall he just fucked another guy behind. “You think Grant’s gonna work for you then? He’s got a family too you know.”
Dennis’ eyes looked at the wall too. “I know. I’m not after Grant. I’ve fucked him enough to know he’s not what I want. He’s not that bright you know. I did that to get back at you.” He admitted quietly.
“It worked.” I said, sitting back down in my office chair. I looked at his quads barely contained under the thin material of his pants and wanted to touch him.
“Uh sorry to interrupt.” It was Grant, standing in my doorway observing the two of us at my desk, looking a tad bit more disheveled than earlier. “Where’s the washroom?” He looked at Dennis rather awkwardly.
Dennis got up and pointed down the hallway to the left. “Just go down this hallway and turn to the right. There’s a washroom at the end of that hallway on the left.”
I stared at Dennis’ backside, the way it curved away from his body, knowing how good it felt to hang on to that slab of flesh as he thrusted in me. I missed Dennis. I missed “us.” But I still had that with Dr. David Fox. Didn’t I? And the doctor wasn’t making me choose between him and my family. But the guilt at not telling my wife anything and not saying anything to Dave about Dennis was eating away at me this morning.
Dennis stayed at the door but looked back at me over his wide shoulder. “I’m sorry. Really. But I respect your decision. So…I hope you understand mine.” And with that he left, leaving me feeling even more guilty than yesterday when I pretended to my wife that all was fine.
It took me a moment before I moved, holding in the emotions I wouldn’t let out. This was all my fault.
I got up and closed my office door and picked up my cell phone to dial the good doctor. I needed to talk to him, to reassure myself that I was still thinking along the same lines as he was. He would be in his car by now, heading to the hospital.
He picked up on the second ring and I could hear the sounds of the car telling me I was right: he was driving to work.
“Hey sexy.” His deep voice purred over the sounds of the engine and movement. “Didn’t get enough on Saturday?”
I felt my body warming already. “No. Not nearly enough.”
He chuckled on the other end and I pictured his massive bodybuilder type frame behind the wheel of his SUV. “Want me to swing by and shove my load up your hole this morning?”
As tempting as it was, I didn’t want him to come by the office and encounter either Dennis or Grant, as he knew them both. I suddenly wondered if he too, like Dennis, had fucked Grant at some point in that club of Max Semenov.
“I wish you could, but I’m already at the office.” I heard myself saying.
He gave a low growl. “Well…I can if you really want it.” I heard him inhale and let out a long slow sigh as if he was thinking. “I’ll be driving right by your work in about 5 minutes.”
I could feel my heart pounding as I contemplated his offer. “Well…I’d love to see you right now.” I said honestly, resting my forehead on my hand as I leaned over my desk. “But there’s already people here.”
“I’m already hard just thinking about you.” Dave continued. “I can pick you up at the back door and fuck you in my car...” He was talking low, his voice an octave deeper suddenly, which always seemed to drive me wild, “…then send you back inside with my boys swimming around inside you.”
That got me, and I found myself sitting up straight. My anger over Dennis and Grant got the better of me and I agreed. “Okay. Do it.”
“Yeah?” his voice sounded almost breathy as I heard the turn signal in his SUV flick on. “You serious?”
“I am. I want you. Now.”
Dave gave another low quick grunt. “Fuck baby, I love it. ‘Kay. Get your hot little ass to the back door. I’ll be there in a couple minutes.”
He disconnected the call before either one of us could say anything more, and I found myself practically running to my office door. I stepped out into the hallway and nearly banged into Grant, returning from the washroom. I could feel the thickness of my dick in my pants and tried to hide my flustered appearance as best I could, stating that I had forgotten something in my car, and I’d be back in a minute. I was already dredging up some lie about running out to grab a coffee or something as I left Grant standing in his own new office door and I bolted down the hallway, and around the corner to the back door where the parking lot was.
I shoved my hands in my pockets, checking my watch to see it was now almost 7. I wondered what time Dave needed to be at the hospital, and hoping no one else would come to work to find me standing at the back door when I noticed Dave’s dark blue BMW SUV turn into the parking lot.
I stepped outside into the cool morning air and saw the vehicle make a sharp turn into the empty parking spots and head directly towards me. He pulled up fast, rolling down the window as he came to a quick stop, his grinning bearded face wide with pleasure already.
“Get in sexy.” He cooed, as he unlocked the doors and I hopped in.
My heart was racing as his large hand landed on my left thigh and he squeezed. I wanted to kiss him, and I could see he thought about it, lowering his head a bit to see who could be watching but instead he left his large hand on me and we pulled away just as fast.
“I saw a spot around the corner I think will work. How much time you got?” He asked, ducking and turning his head watching for cars as we pulled back out of the lot and headed left towards a bunch of office buildings.
“I got time. What about you?” I put my hand on his and he flipped his hand over to allow me to hold his hand. That simple gesture made me smile as I felt the warmth of his hand seep into mine.
“Not a lot really, but I’ll always make time for you.” He lifted my hand and brought it up to his lips and kissed the back of it, and then placed it on his crotch, making me feel how hard his cock was in his dress pants. “You got me fuckin’ boned already. But hope you don’t mind, it’s gotta be a fast one.”
I shifted in my seat and squeezed the rod I could feel and then leaned over and started to undo his belt buckle as he too shifted in his seat to prepare for me freeing his dick.
“Oh, you are a hungry boy this morning aren’t you?” He groaned, grabbing the steering wheel with both hands and continuing to drive.
I was, and as fast as I could, I freed that meaty cock of his. I leaned right over, wiggling out of the seat belt and breathed in the fresh showered scent of him, pulling his cock out straight up and dove down onto it. I groaned as I swallowed his hardening tool, picturing Dennis fucking Grant only a few minutes ago, and listened to the sounds of the giant doctor moaning in pleasure as I sucked his cock back as he drove.
Before I knew it, we had stopped, and the BMW was turned off. Dave grabbed my chin and lifted my face to his for a hungry kiss, our mouths moving like we hadn’t seen each other in weeks.
“Get your pants off.” He panted in between our tongues dancing, and I was already ahead of him, kneeling on the passenger seat and pushing everything down. I felt his hand find my cock and he tugged on it as I wrestled uncomfortably around, trying to keep kissing him as I kicked off shoes and pushed my pants to my knees.
I broke off and spun around, sitting down to free my pants and underwear as I saw Dave lift his big body up and shove his own pants and underwear down his big legs, sitting bare assed on the seat, grabbing his cock and stroking it as he watched me. He hit a button on the side and his seat slid back, then tilted backwards a bit before he slicked his big tool with more spit.
Still wearing my shirt and tie and socks, I climbed over to him, staring into his grey eyes as I grabbed his 8 and a half inch cock and moved over him. Our mouths found each other again and we kissed furiously, swallowing excess spit as our tongues filled each other. I couldn’t wait to feel him inside me, as I held his big cock up at my hole. I went too fast and felt the burning stretch overcome me, making me moan out in his mouth as his big hands grabbed my ass.
“Easy baby. Slow down.” He purred into me, my eyes opening a bit to see his open wide, and staring at me. He held me in his hands, holding my ass up as I adjusted to him, my knees up around his chest as my socked feet were planted on either side of his bare legs.
He reached under me with one hand applying a bit more spit and then helped me try again. I closed my eyes, picturing Dennis glaring at me in my office and I felt the head pop inside me again, this time without any pain. A hand went up under my shirt and I shivered at the light touch of this beast of a man.
I put a hand onto the trimmed beard, feeling the bristles on his face as he smiled at me, watching his lips part slightly as he felt himself sliding into me. I saw Dave’s eyes close slightly as he became overwhelmed at the sensation, and his hot breath was on my cheek.
“Fuck baby, you always feel so good.” He whispered as I felt my body lowering, taking in every inch of this muscled doctor.
And then my ass connected with his big, bare thighs, and I wriggled onto him, grabbing the back of his neck with one hand and the knot of his tie in my other as his big hands found their place around my ass. Our lips crashed together again as he started to fuck me, our eyes closed, my hand on his neck holding on as we moved together.
He felt incredible, and I didn’t care where we were, or if we would get caught. I wanted him. And the way he was groaning and ramming his cock up into me, I knew he wanted me just as much.
Fuck Dennis and his new boy toy. Fuck leaving my family. Fuck the world and the way I was brought up. I wanted Dr. David Fox. And right now, I was going to let him fuck the living shit out of me.
I leaned back letting out a giant roar and hissed through my teeth as I started to ride him. Dave let out an equal surprised growl as his fingers dug into my ass and he bounced me up and down even faster.
“FUCK YEAH BOY!” He growled at me, smiling at me, watching me. “Ride my fucking cock!”
I let the feelings take over, closing my eyes and stared up at the roof of his BMW as I felt his cock punching my insides. His hands left me and he pulled at his tie and tossed it to the side and unbuttoned his shirt, whipping it open wide to reveal this massive chest and nipples as I continued to bounce on his fat cock. My hands went to the fur, feeling his muscles as my hard cock bounced on his hairy abs.
“Cum on my chest.” He panted out as he gripped my ass again. “When you’re ready, cum on my chest!”
I could feel myself gearing up for an explosion, and the way I was no riding him, he had no control over his own orgasm. “You cum in me first.” I managed to get out as I watched his face.
He pressed his lips together and his brows furrowed in sudden concentration. “I’m ready to blow baby. Let me fuck yours out of you.” He squeezed my ass hard and made me ride him faster, moving my ass on his cock with a new fury.
I grabbed my own dick and grabbed one of his giant pecs for support, and started to jerk out my rising orgasm.
“Oh fuck Brian. I’m gonna fucking EXPLODE inside you!” He grunted, pressing his back into the seat of his car and squeezing me harder.
“Fuck Dave yes! Do it!” I gritted my teeth and let him take over, pounding up into my ass as I felt my body shaking. And as he let out a sudden grunt, I too let one escape my mouth and I watched the first rope of my cum shoot straight up the middle of his hairy pecs to his neck as he blasted his first batch into me.
I slammed my ass down on his hard legs again and watched the second stream escape into a smaller line over his abs as he bucked another juice filled splatter into me. Three, four, five more eruptions later, my cum was perfectly plastered on his bare skin as I squeezed my ass around his shaft to make sure nothing was leaking out of me.
He pushed himself far into me, holding me still, balls deep into me as I held my own rod and squeezed out the last drop onto his navel. He looked down at his pecs and the pool of my thick white cum dribbling down his abs before he looked up at me.
And before he said anything, I found myself leaning over his body and licking up the droplets of my own cum off his chest. He let out a huge moan and kept my ass locked around his cock, watching me taste my own load off his hairy chest, until his lips found mine and I was feeding him my own cum in a moaning, spit swapping manner.
Like a pro, he suddenly opened the driver door and spun me sideways with me still attached to his cock, swinging his legs sideways, trapped in his pants, until I was half out the door. He sat up and leaned around me, pushing his pants down to his ankles.
“Careful now. I don’t want any cum stains on my pants.” He giggled, leaning over with me until I could plant a leg behind me and I carefully stood up on the side rung of the car and stepped out, half naked, from his car, making sure not to leave any traces of our actions behind.
I took in the sight of his massive legs, the top of his black socks around his thick ankles, his pants bunched up around his big calves, his dress shirt open and the tie askew sideways on his neck. He leaned backwards and grabbed a wad of tissues from the glove compartment and wiped his still thick cock before he matted down the areas of wet cum on his chest as I stood behind the open car door, looking around the dark and empty parking lot of some office building. He threw the used tissue sideways onto the ground and pulled at his pants, hoisting them up his huge legs as he nodded for me to get back inside.
I climbed over him rather than go around the vehicle in my half nude state, feeling his hands on me assisting, my bare legs moving over him to the passenger seat where I found my pants and started to dress. Dave closed the door and started to do up his shirt, fixing his tie and then shoving himself back into his underwear and pants as I did the same.
I sat back and looked at him, his grey eyes finding mine after making sure he looked okay, and then that giant hand fell to my leg again. I let my hand rest on top of his again and he smiled at me, suddenly quiet. Like a little boy, he put his cheek to the side of his seat and just smiled wider at me, staring back at me.
“What?” I suddenly asked, feeling my own smile taking over. This man was handsome, and I had forgotten all about Dennis Gibson.
He closed his eyes briefly and shook his head. “Nothing.” He said finally, opening those grey eyes again and continued to smile at me. Then he took my hand in his and brought it up to his mouth again, like he did initially and kissed it, before turning it over and clasping it. We sat there for a few seconds holding hands, letting our breathing return to normal, sitting there taking in each other in.
“I wish we could start every day like this.” He suddenly said softly.
I let out a laugh. “I’m not a fan of car sex though.”
He gave a puff of air through his nose and squeezed my hand tighter. “No. Me either. I’m too big for car sex.” He wiggled in his seat and I felt his thumb gently caressing my hand. “I’d rather start the day off naked with you, in bed, making love every day.”
I felt the smile dwindle, as I pictured that scene. Truth be told, that’s what I truly wanted too. I remembered those days with Joe, and how perfect it felt. How I felt safe, and normal, and ME.
“Do you think about that?” Dave asked me quietly, his thumb still moving over my hand.
I swallowed, tasting my own jizz still, and looked into his eyes. “I’d be lying if I said no.”
Dave lifted his head off his seat and I could see him too swallowing. “I’ve been thinking a lot about it lately.”
I didn’t say anything. Initially, Dave had said he wasn’t going to fall in love with me, or ruin anything with his family. And then recently he had spilled to me in passing that he wasn’t ready to fall for anyone ever again.
Dave sat up and pulled his hand free from mine and started the car, but made no move to leave just yet. Instead he looked forward, putting his hands between his legs on the seat and stared forward. “You know, my wife and kids are going away for a week to Florida. I can’t go cause I’m on call. And I was thinking maybe you could come over and spend a few days with me, you know…” He turned sideways to look at me, “maybe you could plan a ‘work trip’ or something, and we could just…be together. To see what it’d be like.” He looked down, avoiding my eyes, and he licked his lips nervously.
“Could you get time off?” I asked quietly.
He lifted his head up and his eyes widened. “Of course. I could easily get another doctor to cover for me for a day or two if you’d be able to slip away.” He smiled wider, showing me his teeth. “Just us, for a couple days, in my house. You think you could swing it?” He put a hand over the wheel and let it dangle, leaning forward to me a bit, his bicep large in his shirt.
I nodded. “Yeah. I think I could.” But as I said it, I was starting to feel all sorts of things. Guilt. Desire. Longing.
Excitement.
Maybe this was the right choice?
Fuck Dennis. The only Sir I needed was my muscle beast of a doctor after all.
